So where do you go if you're a leprechaun who has traveled to North Dakota, New York City, Vegas, and fucking outer space? You go to the hood. Duh! In one of the more offensive movies you will ever see, Leprechaun kills, jive talks, and, eventually, as you see in the clip above, rhymes his way through the mean streets of Compton. Seriously, where were Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton? People should have been marching against this shit. Adding insult to injury was the fact they made a sequel, Leprechaun: Back 2 tha Hood (which is the Empire Strikes Back of stereotypical, straight-to-video movies about leprechauns and "the hood").